My name is Ren Zhong, born in a remote Little Desolate Village in the South Border.
Shortly after my birth, the village was struck by a plague, and many people died.
My father died in the plague, and my mother had a relentless fever that left her a fool.
At first, the villagers sympathized with me and gave me some food.
Later, when I grew a bit older, at six, I accidentally fell into the river, and my mother was swallowed by the river trying to save me.
Since then, the villagers said I was a disaster star, a pestilence god. They beat me, cursed me, humiliated me, bullied me, and drove me out...
This is the way it is for someone without parents.
I was beaten for a long time, cursed for a long time. Whatever they did to me, I didn't care, as long as I couldn't leave this village.
Because all my parents left me was this small, dilapidated straw hut.
